Male!ReaderxRussia--AloneProblems, problems, problems, the world gives me nothing but problems!More Like This
My name is _______ _______, the personification of the island nation of (Country name). My home is located a ways off the coast of Latvia in the Baltic Sea. On a clear day, you can stand of the southern beaches of the island and see the coast of Gotland on the horizon. My nation may be small, but the people who call this place home, myself included, are a strong, sturdy people. We have to be; it hails bullets from September to November, it snows blankets from December to February, it rains buckets from March to May, and the sun blisters and burns from June to August. Yet, through it all, we've carved out a living here that we wouldn't trade for the world.
I've had struggles with other nations; it seems like everyone thinks that they can claim my land as their own simply because I'm a micro-nation. Boy, were they ever wrong. It wasn't easy, but over the years, decades, and centuries, I've gained my independence from
I Love You Too [Romano x Male!Reader]I Love You TooMore Like This
Romano x Male!Reader
Taking a deep breath you reached for your glass of iced water, relishing the taste of the liquid in your dry mouth. Enjoying the sensation as the liquid slid down your throat, quenching your thirst you set the glass to the side with a satisfying sigh. Sliding down into your chair even further, you tried to enjoy what little comfort your A/C was giving you. The eight year old cooling unit almost reaching the end of it's supposed life span, you couldn't help but feel lucky that it hadn't quit on you.
The sound of something sputtering to a stop could be heard, the the smell of smoke. Groaning you hid your face in a nearby pillow. Hoping to suffocate yourself but you were not that lucky. Because by keeping your face crushed into the fabric of the pillow you only made yourself even hotter. Taking in big gulps of air you tried to think of how you were going to tell Lovino that the A/C had broken while he was at work.
Male!Reader x Fem!America ~ Your Biggest FanMore Like This
Somewhere in the heart of Hollywood, you find yourself standing on the front step of a woman who has slammed her doors in your face more times than you can count. Despite the considerable amount of time you spent rehearsing in front of the mirror, the moment your feet take you up the steps and you are face-to-face with a set of grand mahogany doors you find yourself rendered speechless from nostalgia.
After twelve, you lost count of how many times she had gasped in horror and slammed the door in your face. For a moment you feel a sharp pang of regret; if you had only counted, then at least you would have had a number on your side. A number would be reliable, comforting in times such as these. But alas, you have nothing calming or dependable to fall back on at the moment. All you have are your youthful looks that fall just a bit short of dashing, a tux you borrowed from a wealthier friend, and a bouquet of dark red roses. Hope is not on your side—she is a glamorous movie star, the lady
America x Male!Reader: Panda Hero Chapter 8*The next day*More Like This
I woke up to the sound of birds chirping, wishing only that they would shut up and let me sleep. That, however wasn't going to happen. I could hear Vlad talking about how wonderful school was to the gang. Sighing, I sat up. I didn't get much sleep last night. Thoughts of the letter kept me up. That letter was from a rival gang demanding to fight us for a piece of our territory. Pushing the letter out of my mind, I started to get ready for school.
*Time skip brought to you by the awesomeness that is Prussia*
I watched as (y/n) walked down the stairs. "Good morning, boss," I said happily. He nodded at me and went to the kitchen. After him Mathias and Berwald came downstairs. "Good morning vampire," Mathias said. "Good morning Dumb-ass. Berwald," I responded. Mathias was about to respond, but (y/n) came out of the kitchen and glared at him. "Hey Vlad where's Tim?" (y/n) asked, still glaring at Mathias. "He left with the others," I said.
In Lieu Of...Peace(Male!Reader Loves Male!Ukraine)WARNING: Gore, Death, Flash backsMore Like This
You blinked for the umpteenth time in daze, ears still ringing from a recent deafening explosion. After the smoke has cleared up, you tried rolling on your side only to let out an agonizing yelp as the unbearable pain shoots throughout your mangled body. It happened all too sudden; rebels appeared out of shadows effectively ambushing your fireteam as you and the rest patrols an area believed to be rid of any threats.
"[name]!" One of your comrades; Dmitri Braginski limped to your side, horrified at the sight of the gaping hole in your stomach. Muttering a string of curses in Ukrainian he rummaged through his rucksack for the medical kit ignoring his own badly injured leg as the sharp pang of guilt went through his chest.
That armor-piercing bullet was intended for him.
After your vision has settled you noticed one of your friend's bullet ridden body sprawled to the far left corner, crimson colored the cracked brick wall his corpse leaning agai
RussiaxMale!Reader- Comfort and Pain"What are you, afraid?"More Like This
"You're just a chicken!"
"No, I'm not scared! I swear!"
"Oh yeah? Prove it!"
You gulped, looking down off of the rooftop down to the street below. It was such a long fall… And then you looked across to the other side of the street. Eliza was sitting on her rooftop patio, reading a book and bathing in the bright sunlight.
You had to do this.
"I said I wasn't afraid…" you stepped back, sighed and started to run across the slippery surface of the roof, "And I meant it." You jumped, soaring through the air and grinning like an idiot. You were going to make it… You were going to reach Eliza's roof. Finally… Finally! You were going to be accepted. You wouldn't be that weird, outcast, antisocial nerd anymore. And then you were falling, hands flailing about for something to grasp onto but there was nothing. You shut your eyes, expecting the worst. When you hit the ground, the air rushed out of your lungs and you couldn't breathe and your leg felt like it was
AmericaXMale!Reader- Reaching OutMore Like This
You sat in the school library with your English 3 textbook. You were reading The Crucible for the essay you had to write for it. You ran your hand through your short (h/c) hair and closed your eyes in frustration. You let out a soft sigh.
"What's wrong queer? You miss your boyfriend?" You heard a voice from in front of you. You opened your eyes and looked at the boy who had spoken to you. He was a Junior like you, but you didn't know his name.
"What do you want?" you asked as you closed your textbook. You looked him square in the eyes, showing him you weren't intimidated by him. He just grinned at you.
"Just wondering why your here, instead of being butt-fucked by your boyfriend. You don't need an education, you have no point being here."
You gritted your teeth and stood up. You put your textbook in your bookbag and slung it on your shoulder. You looked at him and smiled softly.
"First off, I have just as much right here as you do. Second, I don't have a boyfriend and third, w
Nyo!RussiaxMale!Tsundere!Reader: Stubborn Pride“Become one with me, ____________,” Anya crooned to you.More Like This
“No!” you shouted at her. Not in the least worried that you might hurt the feelings of the pretty Russian female. “Stop it, Anya. I don’t want to be ‘one’ with you!”
The expression on Anya’s face didn’t change, “But all must become one with mother Russia eventually. You’ll be first in line, da?”
That’s what made you mad. Not that she wanted to be with you, but that you were just the first in a long line of countries she would claim. You wanted to be her only one, not that you’d ever admit that to her. You being your tsundere self that you were. “Go away, Anya.”
“I said ‘GO AWAY’,” you snapped at her. You never ordered her to leave you, mostly because you didn’t ever want her to leave. At your command she left. Leaving your heart with an empty achy feeling.
It was always yo
Is He...? FrancexCrossDressing!ReaderMore Like This
Okay, so yeah. Let's pretend that your name is unisex. Double space between paragraphs means POV change. Francis thinks that you're a guy. ENJOY!~
Francis sighed. Again. He was quite exasperated at the moment. "Why won't you take off that silly sweatshirt??" he questioned. _____ rolled her eyes.
"Because Bonnefoy, I just don't wanna. Besides, it's not even that hot out here!" Francis face palmed. It was 98 degrees outside, and _____ would NOT take off that dumb hoodie. Of course, though, she was lying about her reasoning. It was waaaayyy too hot for that thing. But she didn't dare take it off.
See, _____ was a bit of a cross dresser. Not the kind that really wanted to be the opposite gender, believed they were the opposite gender; she just liked men's clothing. It was more comfortable. Her name was generally unisex, her hair was cut short, getting a little shaggy (on that note, she probably needed a haircut), and she just acted like one of the guys. She
GrowingThe friends I had,More Like This
the memories we shared,
the lessons we learned,
the persons who cared.
Words gone unsaid,
the lives drifting apart,
my school life ending,
my true life given start.
Regret growing inside,
of the words left unspoken,
the lives I wished to touch,
my heart torn and broken.
Those friends so far away,
distant and grown mature,
my memories beginning to fade,
the life of my childhood a blur.
A familiar smile,
comes in to view,
my eyes begin to open,
thank God, it's you.
Time [Male!Father!Reader x Child!China]More Like This
It was days like these that made you enjoy your time with your son, Yao, also known as China, a country that would grow to do big things, you knew it. Smiling down as you patted to young boys hair you took a deep breath, considering how fast Yao grew you didn't have much time left. But you wouldn't complain, he was your son, your little boy, you would stay strong until the bitter end. You loved him.
“Bàba? Are you okay?” your child asked, blinking as he saw the expression in your eyes. Tilting his head you looked down at him, sitting innocently in your lap, the place where he could sleep the best. A warm smile showed on your Face, your mood lighting up immediately when you saw the healthy boy who was so smart at such a young age already. “I'm fine, érzi. Don't worry.” you smiled before standing up, making sure he was safely in your arms.
“How about we play a bit outside, Yao?” you asked, not wanting to call him China yet, he was too you
Sober!Gamzee x Reader: HonkMore Like This
You were running down the hall of a large building trying to escape the raging killer that was once called your matesprit. He had already killed Nepeta and Equius, You did NOT want to be next.
You recalled memories as you ran and a few tears escaped your eyes
You were sitting on the top of a hill with a clearing full of daisies letting the wind blow your hair and your beautiful white and yellow sundress that fit to you perfectly. Suddenly Gamzee gave you a huge hug from behind. As you both giggled and rolled around you ended up rolling down the hill. You soon made it to the bottom and Gamzee ended up on top of you. You blushed and fidgeted a little. Gamzee smiled and tilted his head a little.
"Hey sis? Can I ask you a question?"
"U-uhm, Sure Gamz--"
You were cut short by a pair of lips to yours and you soon made your way into the kiss tilting your head a little. but soon enough damn air got in the way!
You two pulled apart and Gamzee smirked.
"(Name)?, Will you
2p!Axis x Murderous!Insane!Reader Chapter 12P!Axis x Murderous!Insane!Reader: Something From the PastMore Like This
Chapter One: Three Long Forgotten
(F/N)= First Name
(L/N)= Last Name
(H/L)= Hair Length
(H/C)= Hair Color
(E/C)= Eye color
(F/C)= Favorite Color
(S/T)= Skin Tone
You are (F/N) (L/N) personification of Quebec. Currently you were out running 'errands' for your 'family.' Now by errands, you were actually stealing and committing murders to get your way. After all that's how thing work in your world. Also family was a loose term for the people you lived with, they were technically your cousins and siblings, but that was besides the point. Your job in the family was to get money. You did this by finding a guy, tricking him into letting you move in, getting yourself under a fake name on his insurance then killing him. That was one of your favorite ways to get the money. Other times you would just do pickpocketing or odd jobs. Currently you were wondering around wit
Pewdiecry: BRO! Oneshot(?)WARNING!!! THERE IS YAOI (BOY X BOY) IF U NO LIKE THEN LEAVE!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE REST OF U STAY HERE AND ENJOY!!!More Like This
I screamed into my headset during another Co-op with Pewds. We were playing another round of Bloody Trapland and Pewdie and I were yelling curse words and trying our best to dodge the bro fists. After the session, Pewds and I were talking for a bit. "So Cry, do you hate BARRELS?" I laughed a bit at that. "Can't say I do..." I heard Pewdie laugh on the other side. "Do you wanna go over to my place to play some XBOX or something?" He asked me. "Oh. Sure I'd love to." And with that, we said goodbye and turned off our computers.
I've known Pewdie for a while now and nowadays, I feel kinda weird around him. Like my stomach is in knots, I can't speak without stuttering, and I always feel really happy when I see him with his headset on. Maybe I like him.... But that would make me gay! But.... I guess that would be okay. Right?
After inviting Cry over I star
PewDieCry (Hidden) Bromance Part 3~ Undeniable"So when exactly did you plan on telling me you got here?" Cry said, a smile forming behind his mask. "You know it's not nice to snoop around people's apartments." He waved his finger at me and I smirk.More Like This
"Maybe I was planning on pulling a wicked prank."
"That so? I've never heard of a prank that involved suitcases lying by the front door."
I raise a brow. Damn. He was good. Cry chuckled. "Welcome to Florida."
He started coming towards me and like the awkward idiot I was, I didn't understand what he was doing until he opened his arms. I instantly return the gesture and we lock into a quick embrace. The height difference was hilarious. I was a good 5'12, Cry being around 5'6. He finally broke the hug and brushed past me.
"I'll get your bags, friend."
I nod, "Thanks, bro."
I walk over to his couch and plop down on it, starring at the blank screen of the TV.
I didn't realize it until I had sunk into the soft leather cushions, but I was hella tired. Looking back at Cry who was rolling my lug
Parasitic: meetingHe was standing near the edge of a cliff, staring forth while lifting his arms and his hands gripping the fabric of his hood. It was damp due to the fact that it had been raining, the weight upon his person heavier than before seeing as the cloth was dense before and now it was worse.More Like This
Though he took a step toward the edge, wondering how he got there. What the purpose was of doing this, looking out at the vast amount of water displayed before him. The rain obscured his vision while he cocked his head back at the sound of thunder.
What am I doing...? crossed his mind, pondering why and how he got to this point in the first place.
It all started with a simple, vital, mistake. Then his rank was stripped from him, needing to assassinate certain Templar leaders whom spoke, worded riddles that clouded and haunted his mind, soon hearing that his mentor was one of his enemies. He did not want to believe it, he wished he could have plainly ignored it and not have confronted him.
Bad Touch Baby!More Like This
Most girls only have to worry about one idiot father you on the other hand have to worry about three. Gilbert Beilschmidt, Francis Bonnefoy and Antonio Carriedo. Known to some as the Bad Touch Trio, and to some Prussia, France and Spain, but to you Vati, Papa and Papá. You were their Bad Touch Baby.
“LET’S HAVE A BABY!” Antonio said raising a glass of beer.
“Vhat? ve’re all men idiot!” Gilbert grumbled.
“We can adopt.” The Spaniard continued.
“Is this another plan to get Belgium’s attention? Mon ami remember last time? You got Romano.” Francis said.
“No! The other day we were all whining about how we miss being parents…so?”
“Fine I’m in!”
“It will be a bad touch baby!” Francis smiled.
“Let’s have a Frau!” Gilbert blurted “We all raised boys. Let’s try raising a girl like as a challenge.”
I Dream of Stars-Were!America x Male!Vamp!Reader 2Were!America x Male!Vampire!ReaderMore Like This
Chapter 2 : Jellybean bag of friends
It's been a few years since Alfred's encounter with you. Every once in a while he would wonder to that very spot where he had met you hoping you just walk by. It's not that he cared about you it's just that you were the first vampire to not lash out at him or hurt him in anyway, well besides his friend Mathias. Alfred decided to walk in to the city to get some food from McDonalds. He made sure that his ears and tail were hidden before heading out
Time skip cause I don't know how to continue~!
After Alfred gathered his 6 double cheese burger, 2 apple pies, 3 large fries, and a large drink, he walked back to the forest but he noticed a group of people hanging around the entrance. As he got closer he saw that they were actually beating on someone, that someone was actually his little cousin Peter. Alfred growled and charged at the group, knocking over two in the p
Soldier!America x Soldier!Male!Reader-ONE SHOT- The sound of guns reloading and screams of terror filled your mind constantly. It was never ending. You wanted out. You needed out. But you couldn't run away. You'd be killed. But you'd go insane if this kept going. You needed out....More Like This
Your eyes shot open as you tried to sit up, only to hit your head forcefully on the metal bed post. You winced and tried to move your arm when something felt numb. You looked to your left to see your left arm completely gone. You panicked, looking around for, well, nothing really. Your arm perhaps?
"Calm down, soldier."
You spun your head towards the voice to see a man with bright blue eyes and sandy blonde hair. he had a funny cowlick that stuck straight up and looked like a crescent moon. You've seen him around. He was a higher rank than you. A much higher rank.
He sat next to you in a chair, "How ya feelin', bro?"
You swallowed roughly and replied hoarsly, "A bit numb."
Love and War- Prussia x Reader x AmericaMore Like This
"He's bad news, dudette. You shouldn't hang out with him so much."
"Al, I'll spend my time with who I choose."
Alfred let out a sigh, his blue eyes dropping from your gaze, letting the remote control in his hands fall slightly. You almost wanted to take back your comment, seeing him like that, looking like nothing short of a kicked puppy. You bit your lip, trying to force yourself to look at the TV screen and not his adorable pout. Not that it stopped you feeling bad; in fact, you were about to apologise when he decided to open his trap and destroy any feelings of guilt you had left.
"I don't know what you see in Dildo, anyway."
Your hair prickled and you turned back towards the blond, eyes blazing. Too late, he realised his mistake, opening his mouth as if to apologise back. But you never gave him the chance. Sure, you might be pretty mild mannered, but if pushed far enough, you're a firecracker. And Alfred had not only crossed the line, he had trampled all over it. You took in a brea
America x Male!Reader - Will You Marry Me? [APH]"Yo [Name]! You've been sleeping all day; it's time to wake up!" Alfred barged in through the door of the room, causing you to groan and turn to the other side.More Like This
The American frowned and walked up towards your bed. You felt the bed dip slightly, so you assumed that Alfred had sat down beside you. You pulled the covers over your head and wished for a few more hours of sleep.
Last night was horrible for you. For some strange reason, sleep decided to evade you, so you were lying down on your bed, staring at the ceiling for about three hours since you went to bed. You then stared at the wall for two hours, yet sleep still wouldn't come to you. Just when you've finally managed to fall asleep however, Alfred woke you up an hour later, telling you to get up.
"[Naaame]~!" Alfred whined, shaking your body slightly, "Come on! As the hero, I made you some breakfast; the least you could do is eat it!"
"What? That's new...usually you'd be the one to eat you fatty." Your response came out muffled but
Hetalia Trekkin'- America x Male!Reader"It is most certainly not living tissue."More Like This
You knew that was probably the most useless thing you could say given the situation. Of course it wasn't living tissue; you were in freaking space. Y'know, a vacuum. Where all living things would die if they were left without protection. And by protection, you meant spacesuits. But, given who your captain was, you honestly couldn't be bothered to be any more helpful. You sighed, looking away from the scope and towards the blond man lounging in the captain's chair, surrounded by McDonalds bags. How he managed to get McDonalds this far into unexplored space, you did not know. Though then again, given his record, you wouldn't be surprised if he'd had a restaurant installed onboard just for this mission. You groaned inwardly; why couldn't you have been assigned to the U.S.S Republic instead of here? Your best friend had been sent there, the lucky bastard, and was probably enjoying a smooth ride under the command of Captain Kirkland. You, on the oth
Fem!Norway x Fem!Reader- SweetMore Like This
“Black coffee, please.”
Norway nodded, drumming her fingers on top of the smooth wooden table. She observed with a lingering gaze, the flowing snow tumbling down from the sky, covering the drab city in white.
She always ordered black coffee. It was the only bitter thing in the coffee’s shop inventory. Black coffee. One that she enjoyed drinking, anyways.
“You are early today, aren’t you?” The waitress teased. Norway glanced at her direction, a bit distressed.
“I was in the area and wished to be warm, and so, I ended up here.” The blonde girl answered earnestly, crossing her arms, her stare gravitating outside again. She was close to the window so it was not totally a lie; she could feel the winter air on her arms and bare legs.
Her coffee always tasted unnaturally sweet, even though she liked bitter tastes better.
She tried other kinds, but they were sweet or became even sweeter. It was unnerving, really. Nora sometimes
Seven Minutes in Heaven Hetalia x Male!Reader You were at your house, scrolling through Tumb1r to see what had updated recently. Most of the blogs you were following had continued the events they started a while ago. You enjoyed reading what was going on through the pictures. You were artistic yourself, but not as good as you thought. Your mind would always tell you not to post anything, you only enjoyed following blogs for their art and stories.More Like This
So focused on your reading, you jumped the minute you heard a slam downstairs. Someone had barged through your door and was stomping through the house, up the stairs. You quickly grabbed the bat you kept close to your desk, went to the wall that had a blind spot if you were coming in your room, and held the weapon up.
Your door was soon thrown open. It didn't get tore off its hinges, to your surprise. The person took two huge steps forward. “Yo! (F/n)-” they didn't get to finish their sentence.
Japan X Reader: LemonsJapan x Reader: LemonsMore Like This
There was a frustrated sigh as something slapped onto the table causing a large black line to appear across a panel you where working on. Your head shot up about to yell until you saw Kiku's face, which looked so tired and slightly irritated already. Crumpling up the page you where working on you tossed it into the pile of crumpled up pages next to you and pulled out a new one as you measured out the boxes again only to be interrupted by a flop on the ground causing your small table to shake and your pencils to roll onto your work and tea sloshes onto your page.
"KIKU!" You exclaim as you pick up your pencils and crumple up yet another page.
"ah" He looked over at you then down at your table "why are you not draring?"
You grit your teeth a little as you gesture to the paper try next to you. He slowly leans over and sees that it's empty, but there's a full stack of crumbled paper next to it and you.
"ah I see, you are out of paper." He said as he sat strait
HETALIA THEORY - Canada [Creepypasta]More Like This
Listen to this while reading:
I SWEAR LISTENING TO THIS WILL HELP SOOO MUCH.
It was a cold winter afternoon.
There sat the blonde boy,curled up against a wall,trembling violently.
"Why can't they see me?Why?"He whimpered quietly as fits of laughter erupted from downstairs.He slowly crawled out from his spot in the corner,peeking through the door only to see his parents laughing with some neighbors.He watched them intently as they ruffled the child's messy golden locks before them that had belonged to the quests.His purple eyes scanned their faces,filled with pride and joy at this boy..This boy that wasn't even their son!Rage coursed through his body as he stomped down the stairs furiously.The two adults whipped their heads only to see the child stomping down the stairs."L-Laura can you please take care of..him?"The man whispered to the brunette woman.She nodded,and stood up to
RHN chapter 2One week agoMore Like This
I was waiting for the other countries to leave, because I had planned to be the last one that leaves the meeting room. The meeting had been even more alive than usual. Thanks to one certain American, who was just talking about halloween, even though there still a week to it, but he didn't seem to care, but was talking non stop about halloween.
I smirked under my scarf, as I imagined America screaming like a little girl like he had last year. And year before that. And year before that. You could say that America screamed like a little girl every year.
But this year he was even more energetic than usual, and it was soon cleared to everyone why. America was going to throw a halloween party, and invited everyone. Even me, but only so he could try to scare the hell out of me, which never worked. Well.... At least I didn't show that it worked. In reality, I was scared of many things, and I was really shy, but I was able to build a wall around me, that hid my real emotions, and s
Facade and Delusions"You're insane," China hissed against Russia's lips.More Like This
"Yes," Purring, Russia's tongue darted out to give China a quick lick, "but then so are you. I like pushing you over the edge and watching your calm façade break away. "
China slammed his mouth against Russia's, effectively silencing the mocking mouth.
China silently agreed.
They were both insane.
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Walking into the dark city she wandered not knowing where she was going but she didn’t care either so she just keep walking. Tsume heard someone approach him and his gang, “Hey. Who the hell are you?!”
She looked over at him with blank eyes and turned her head and keep walking, walking behind a tree and walked out as a black wolf with red patch on her left eye and red paws, she had lime green eyes and her right leg was
bandage up, but she walked straight no limping but she the only thing she did was grin like she was mocking Tsume.
Tsume growled, “Rgh! Get back here!!” Tsume ran after her. She chuckled and ran away jumping up until she reached the top of the building with Tsume standing in front of her.
“Pretty brave of you to show your true form here in the city.” Tsume stared at her.
“Eh dosen’t matter to me.” She shrugged turning human. She wore mostly black, but what got Tsume was that she wore a black colla
Canada x Reader - Play AlongMore Like This
Matthew was never one to be jealous. Ever. But, when it involved you and another guy, that was a different story. Especially when said guy was his own brother.
To be honest, now that Matthew looked back at it, it seemed as though he was the one who was making such a big deal out of it. You and Alfred had hugged. So what? It was only a hug. You guys were just friends, after all... right?
But Matthew wanted your hugs to be only for him, no matter how selfish it sounded.
He wanted to be the only one who received your affection.
He wanted to be the only one you loved.
But what was he saying? You and Matthew were just friends, and Matthew could never scrape up enough courage to confess to you. He was just the quiet, practically invisible Canadian boy at school. You were pretty. You were kind. You were smart, you had a plethora of friends, you were outright amazing. In Matthew's eyes, it seemed as though you were way out
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I had just finished my siesta when Lovi kicked me out of the house for a walk in the park or something. He said something around, "I need at least an hour without your loud spanish ass babbling or your loud snoring bastard!" and he kicked me out to take a walk or something.
Lovi is so cute when he's angry! Just like when he was a little chibi!
I walked through the park, skipping around trees, chasing squirrels, and avoiding women who tried to flirt with me.
I didn't feel like dealing with pretty ladies today, just needed some time alone, to clear my mind, like Lovi wanted!
I walked into a secret garden that was hidden in the back of the park, no one has found it yet, except for me.
I walked towards an old unfinished gazebo that I sat around when I needed to clear my head.
But I found something different in my gazebo, not just a small white bench, but a beautiful girl sitting on it.
He had messed up (h/l) (h/c) locks that fell like a curtain, shielding her
PrussiaxReader: CinderellaMore Like This
It was a Saturday night and as usual you were in a fight with your older brother Arthur. "Come on Artie let me you!"
"Do you know what kind of guys are actually at those parties _____________?"
"You go to those parties," you snapped back.
His face went red with anger, "Exactly my point, this is my chance to get drunk and not give a damn about the consequences I don't want you there!"
"The British dude is right," Alfred said.
You crossed your arms, "It's not fair."
"Life's not fair," Arthur snipped. "Come on Al, we're leaving."
"W-wait for me," Matthew said quietly following them out the door.
"It's not fair!" you pouted collapsing onto the couch.
A voice from the other side of the couch giggled, "Ohonhon~."
You snapped up, "Hello?"
"Francis, what the hell are you doing in my house?" You threw a pillow at the offending Frenchman.
Francis smiled, "I couldn't help overhearing your problem cheri, and I have the perfect solution."
"Yeah and what's that?" you asked sarcastically.
(Reader x Japan) Crow's Nightmare (Chapter 6)DISCLAIMER: I don't own youor HetaliaMore Like This
Assassin!Reader x Police!Japan
The week passed quickly. (name) stayed close to Kiku, but was careful of every action. She glared at Jun every time she was at the bakery. She would be back to her assassination jobs that were piling up. She also planned out her important goals that she was living up to.
"Forget about Kiku. You can't fall in-love with your enemy."
Crow said with a dark face while gazing into the mirror. Returning to her desk and shuffling through several business cards she found one. In fancy letters, it said The Vargas Family.
"Hello? May this is Phantom Crow. May I speak to your boss?"
There was a knock at the door, and Crow opened to see Mr. Hasegawa. Smiling, she welcomed him into the room. A hotel room.
"Thank you for coming, sir."
"Not at all. You wanted to speak with me?"
"Yes. Why don't you have a seat? We can talk comfortably."
Hanging his coat on a rack, the man took a seat while the assassin diale
~Under the Mistletoe~ SpainXReader-Christmas Wishlist-More Like This
~Under the Mistletoe~
You and your best friend, Bella, were at a Christmas party that her friend Antonio was holding. She had told you all about this Antonio guy, but you had never met him in person. She also told you about his two best friends, Gilbert and Francis. Apparently Antonio was from Spain, Francis was from France, and Gilbert was from...Prussia. You had questioned her on how he could possibly be from Prussia because it did not even exist any more, but she simply said that he believes he's from Prussia, but it's more like East Germany. You just went with that.
Bella had you by the hand and was leading you through crowds of people, looking to introduce you to Antonio. On the way, Bella raised one hand and waved it, calling over someone. You saw a familiar Italian face squeeze though the crowd of people, coming over to you. "Hi Lovi~!" Bella said to her boyfriend as she placed a kiss on his cheek and he
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I still remember the rhythmic beeping of the EKG. Her heart beat meant everything to me in that moment, because it was a signal that she was still there...
She was my best friend, no... my sister, and I couldn't leave her. She needed me right now.
She had just attempted suicide, and I needed her to know that I was here for her. So every night I sang a song to her. It was her favourite song, and I think I finally understand why.
It was almost like it was written for her and I could have almost sworn it was.
I'd always hold her hand as I sang to her, not understanding what I was singing at the time. I just thought that maybe if she heard me singing it...she might wake up.
And eventually she did open her eyes and look at me, but they didn't shimmer like they had always done before.
"What's wrong, little sis?" I asked as she looked into my cerulean orbs with her